Category Archives: My family

Welcome to baby Beatrix! Pour me a drink, my head is spinning! I got to celebrate — a girl! Somebody weave a chain of daisies; You’ve got to decorate a pearl. Tie her a bow of scarlet ribbons. We’ve got … Continue reading

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What’s in a name, anyway? You can’t help but feel sorry for those in The Legal Genealogist‘s family who take up the reins a couple of generations from now. I’d hate to be there while they try to figure out … Continue reading

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Like grandfather, like grandson? The apple, it is said, doesn’t fall far from the tree. As a saying, it’s used to indicate that traits we see in the younger folks can often be traced back to the older folks of … Continue reading

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Immigrants’ child He was born, the record tells us, on the Fourth of July. He was a first generation American, this little boy, born to immigrant parents in the Windy City of Chicago.1 His father, Herman Franz Schreiner, was born … Continue reading

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One word in the census Over and over and over again, in that census record, the word appears in that “Profession, Occupation or Trade” column. It’s there by the name of 30-year-old Andrew Dean.1 By the name of 52-year-old Jacob … Continue reading

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With the boys in the Land of the Mouse There was a great meme going around the genealogical Facebook community this past week after the distributed denial-of-service (DDoS) attack by hackers took down the Ancestry.com site. There were several versions … Continue reading

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The death of a son You can’t help but wonder what dreams and plans there were for that boy. He was born 190 years ago yesterday, on the 13th of June 1824. His parents, Josias and Nancy (Parks) Baker named … Continue reading

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A life cut short Paris is a special place, at least to The Legal Genealogist‘s family. No, not that Paris. Not Paris, France. Paris, Lamar County, Texas. A small charming town with a lovely town square, sidewalks that get rolled … Continue reading

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A happy ending to May They lived hundreds of miles apart, at a time when hundreds of miles in distance really meant something. They spoke the same language, but lived in what then were different countries. They didn’t come from … Continue reading

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The first to fall His name was Richard. He was young — just 23 years old when he died, that cold December day. Unmarried. No descendants. But he will not be forgotten. Not as long as The Legal Genealogist lives. … Continue reading

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